Chapter 84 The top of the Forbidden City on the night of the full moon!
At this time, Zhu Houzhao, it must be said, was indeed extremely powerful.
The golden armor and silver gun, the two kinds of light, golden and silver, echo each other in mid-air, making people unable to open their eyes.
Lin Nuo was a little speechless. With this kind of appearance, if it went on the battlefield, it would definitely be a perfect target. The enemy sharpshooter didn't even need to look for the target, he could just shoot it with his eyes closed.
"Master Lin, what do you think? If I go to the battlefield with my appearance, will it make the enemy's mind collapse and bow to them?"
As he said that, Zhu Houzhao even shook the gun a few times coquettishly. Not to mention, he really did it twice. The level of shaking the gun was quite good.
"Maybe!" Lin Nuo was silent for a moment, and finally choked out these three words. He really didn't know how to answer Zhu Houzhao's question.
"Your Majesty, when I come this time, I have something that I need to discuss with Your Majesty!"
"Master Lin, just say it's okay!"
Seeing Lin Nuo talking about serious matters, Zhu Houzhao stopped playing second-guessing, put away the smile on his face, and sat down seriously.
Lin Nuo didn't hide anything and told everything in his heart.
"Master Lin means that on the day of the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng may come to assassinate me?"
"Yes, this possibility is very high! If a vassal king who is forced into a desperate situation wants to make a comeback, there is only one move he can make!"
Zhu Houzhao nodded, without much fear in his expression. On the contrary, there was even a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Master Lin, since Ye Gucheng wants to play the Golden Cicada's Escape, how about we also play the Golden Cicada's Escape?"
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The monarch and his ministers discussed for a long time in the Yangxin Palace, and it was not until midnight that Lin Nuo left the palace speechlessly.
In the back hall of the Jinyiwei Yamen, Xiu'er was roasting a whole sheep by the stove. The tangy fragrance came to her nose, and golden fat dripped on the stove, making bursts of hissing sounds.
On the table next to the stove, a pot of hot wine had been warmed, and wisps of white smoke were rising. The fragrant wine was mixed with the aroma of mutton, which immediately made Lin Nuo feel a little hungry.
"I've been busy all day, let's come over and have something to eat first!"
While talking, Xiu'er had a dagger in her hand. She waved it a few times, and pieces of crispy and delicious roast lamb fell on the plate.
In the middle of the night, the two of them were eating barbecue, and Xiu'er was drinking with Lin Nuo. The blazing fire in the hall's stove reflected on Xiu'er's face, making her, who had always been cold and cold, suddenly become a bit more charming today.
This kind of warm and comfortable life made Lin Nuo suddenly feel like, "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"
"Lin Nuo, there are too many people in the world of martial arts in the capital now. If they all go to watch the battle on the day of the decisive battle, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble!" Xiu'er spoke after having had enough wine and food.
"Well, I already have an idea about this!"
Lin Nuo lay lazily on the bench and couldn't help but burp, "Tomorrow I will ask the Imperial Guards to make some special spectator tokens for sale. Only those who hold spectator tokens are qualified to go to the Forbidden City to watch the final battle!
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"The price is set at 50,000 taels per token, and only 100 tokens will be sold, whether you like it or not!"
Lin Nuo chuckled, most of these people in the world are worth a lot of money, and there are definitely not a few people who are willing to buy tokens. With this alone, you can earn five million taels of silver for nothing. This business is a waste of money!
"Well, not bad!" Xiu'er pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't care about money, but she still admired Lin Nuo's ability to make money.
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In the following days, there was a rush of buying in the capital.
When the Jinyiwei offered spectator tokens, many people in the arena refused at first.
But when groups of Imperial Guards were stationed in front of the Forbidden City, prohibiting anyone without a token from approaching, those so-called knights-errants suddenly panicked.
The smarter ones bought the tokens on the day they went on sale. Some wealthy people even bought more than ten tokens in a row. In less than half a day, a hundred tokens were sold out.
Next, those who have not grabbed the token can only continue to pay high prices to buy it. In the hands of people in the world, a token can be sold for one hundred thousand taels of silver. At this price, if you are famous in the world,
If you don’t have enough status, you can’t buy it even if you want to.
"Master Lin, you are really a capable minister who can govern the world only once in a thousand years!" With millions of taels of silver put into the treasury, Zhu Houzhao was naturally happy and couldn't help but look at Lin Nuo.
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After much anticipation, the day of the full-moon night and the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City finally arrived.
God is good, there is no cloud tonight.
The full moon is shining high, the stars are dotted, and the light fills the entire Forbidden City, making the inside and outside of the palace look sacred and solemn at this time.
In front of everyone's attention, Ximen Chuixue, dressed in white, with a stern face, and exuding an icy aura, strolled in from a distance.
Today, Ximen Chuixue stands upright, dressed in white as snow, but the sword at his waist is black, jet black, long and narrow, and ancient. It is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and thirteen taels.
There is a kind of person who is close to the realm of God because he is already ruthless.
There is a kind of swordsmanship that no one can see, because everyone who was lucky enough to witness it has already died.
There is a kind of loneliness that cannot be described because it comes from the depths of the soul.
This is Ximen Chuixue!
As Ximen Chuixue strolled forward, the onlookers subconsciously separated into a spacious passage, fearing that for their own reasons, the performance of the Sword God in the decisive battle would be affected.
At this time, Lin Nuo was not staying in front of the gate of the Forbidden City. Instead, he was standing on the roof of the Yangxin Hall, watching from a distance Ximen Chuixue who was walking towards the decisive battle step by step.
After observing for a moment, he swayed, jumped off the roof, disappeared into the Yangxin Hall, and hid in the curtain behind the screen.
Not long after Lin Nuo entered the Yangxin Hall, bursts of noise suddenly came from the palace.
"There are assassins, there are assassins!"
"Catch the assassin, catch the assassin!"
As Lin Nuo had expected, Prince Ning really started to take action tonight. Assassins appeared in various palaces in the palace, attracting the attention of many masters in the palace.
"I'm here to take the life of a scholar. I'm here to take the life of a stupid king. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Among the assassins under Prince Ning, the most eye-catching one is the deadly scholar dressed as a scholar. With his deadly scholar sword in his hand, he can really block people from killing people and gods from killing gods. In a moment, all around him are covered with people.
The corpses of hundreds of imperial guards.
"The deadly scholar?"
At this moment, a feminine voice suddenly sounded in the Yangxin Palace. The next moment, Eunuch Chu Fang's figure suddenly rushed out. In front of him, there were more than ten silver needles, with little starlight, tearing them apart.
Shooting through the sky towards the fatal scholar!